Chapter 605 - 166: Still Want More_3
Just in time to meet, Spencer’s full face also emerged from the bedding.
Clearly, it was Spencer holding Yan Huan’s forearm tightly, yet when Yan Huan’s gaze returned, she seemed too shy to look at him directly or say anything.
So she could only turn her gaze away, lightly pressing her pink lips together.
Everything was understood without words.
Thus, her only moving lips instantly captivated Yan Huan’s attention, making it hard for him to look away once he glanced at them.
Saliva, unconsciously produced.
As if savoring a delicious taste he had once tried but could never have enough of.
And now, that deliciousness was only one step away from him.
As he watched, Yan Huan’s head uncontrollably leaned a little closer to Spencer.
And Spencer, almost instinctively, received some kind of special signal.
Her eyes fluttered, and her eyelashes trembled like butterfly wings.
In the next moment, she closed her eyes and slightly raised her head.
"..."
Seeing this scene, Yan Huan could no longer hold back.
As if receiving permission, he slowly lowered his head...
For the first time, he willingly captured Spencer’s lips.
"Mm..."
"Creak~"
The Kissing God was invoked.
Just at the moment of the kiss, Yan Huan immediately felt his mind go blank.
There should have been other sensations, such as the enhancement of physical strength or benefits...
But at this moment, all Yan Huan could feel was the tingling joy that made his scalp numb.
The foot he had placed on the floor suddenly lifted and was back on the bed’s edge.
Unable to control himself, he wrapped his arms around Spencer’s back, drawing her into his embrace until she was locked tightly against him, as close as could be.
Yan Huan also felt a small hand reach out from the bedding and wrap around his back.
It turns out both were craving each other’s closeness...
With the blessing of the Kissing God, his once clumsy kissing technique became superb.
With a peck and a capture, Yan Huan also reached out to cup Spencer’s face, lying completely on his side on the pillow.
"Smooch..."
After a long while, when Yan Huan really felt he couldn’t breathe, he reluctantly let go of Spencer’s lips.
Yet even then, Spencer still gazed at him dreamily, reluctantly following the unbroken silver thread toward his retreating lips.
"Ha..."
Spencer gasped, taking a long time in his arms to regain her senses.
But before Yan Huan could speak, he felt the fabric of his shirt being gently tugged by her.
Along with the pull was all of Yan Huan’s attention.
"Yan Huan..."
"Hmm?"
He instinctively looked down at the girl in his arms, seeing her eyes shimmering among golden waves, softly pleading at him,
"Want...want more..."
"..."
Hearing this, Yan Huan went wild and pinned her beneath him with one movement.
Breathing heavily, Yan Huan looked at Spencer, who innocently gazed back, and gritted his teeth, asking,
"Spencer... if you keep this up, what if I can’t hold back?!"
"Hmm?"
But Spencer just looked at Yan Huan in confusion, seemingly not understanding what he meant.
"You fool... after reading so many books, you still don’t know anything..."
Looking into her eyes fixed on him, Yan Huan sighed, changing his grip on her wrists into interlocking fingers.
Then he leaned down again, gently kissed her lips.
But this time, it was just for a brief moment.
"Mm... kiss..."
Spencer licked her lips, then rubbed her eyes, feeling aggrieved as she said,
"So sleepy, Yan Huan... want to sleep now..."
"..."
Yan Huan was left speechless.
This person kisses and then goes to sleep, leaving him burning all over.
Even though he was uncovered, he felt as if he were in the middle of a hot summer, tempted to jump into a river.
But seeing her drowsily frown, Yan Huan could only smile helplessly.
He had no choice but to lie back on the pillow, covering his forehead and catching his breath,
"Hmm... sleep now, Spencer..."
"Creak~"
Spencer sleepily looked at him, then the next moment, lifted the blanket slightly and covered him.
When Yan Huan looked over in surprise, she had already closed her eyes and, leaning against him, murmured softly,
"Covering you... with a little blanket... sleep now..."
"..."
Yan Huan glanced at the blanket over him and reluctantly turned his gaze away.
"Good night, Yan Huan..."
Only now, hearing her say good night, did Yan Huan feel the raging fire inside him calm down a little.
"...Good night, Spencer."
A hoarse "good night" squeezed out of his dry mouth, then he turned his head to the other side.
At that moment, he happened to see the cat Meow-chan jump onto the bed after grooming itself.
It looked at the already asleep Spencer, then turned to Yan Huan and said,
"It seems you and Spencer are quite heated, meow, just not sure if there’s any place left for me to sleep..."
"Meow-chan, you... you wait a bit before getting on the bed."
"Meow?"
Meow-chan glanced at Yan Huan in confusion, watching him swallow, unable to alleviate the dryness in his mouth.
So, Yan Huan raised his thumb, pointed to the living room, and said,
"Meow-chan, go pour me a glass of water first, I’m thirsty."
"Meow?!"